spoiled wife addicted

It's absurd to meet, strangers before, but they do things like Wushan Yunyu together.

This is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Fei Xueyi. When has he encountered this kind of 'humiliation'? Although the fact is that he is superior, the most unacceptable thing for him is that at the moment of quitting, he felt inexplicably melancholy in his heart. The inside is so soft and warm, and every time he penetrates deeply, he has a strange sense of belonging.

Belonging? ...

When he realized that he had daydreams and nostalgia for an ugly and disgusting person, the corners of Fei Xueyi's mouth twitched wildly, and his hands kept beating the water surface angrily. He has been sober for many years, when did he become so hungry?

Besides, he had already found that person, and that person was the only one in this world who was qualified to stand side by side with him.

"what……"

This damn ugly monster, he wants to cut his body into pieces and feed it to wild dogs.

Fei Xueyi walked ashore trembling all over, picked up the clothes on the ground and draped them over her body, brushed all her wet long hair to the back of her neck, and returned to the shore to drag the unconscious ghost up.

Under the moonlight, Fei Xueyi folded her arms around her chest, and looked at the people on the ground with disgust.

Her hair was messy, and the scars on her face were criss-crossed, and she couldn't see half of her original appearance.

But he remembered that this person had a pair of dark pupils, and the eyes looking at him were empty and gloomy, like... like the eyes of a dead person.

Oh, how can a dead person have body temperature.

"Whether you're a human or a ghost, I'm going to peel off your skin today!" Fei Xueyi narrowed her eyes, and slowly picked apart the clothes on Ghost Killer's body with an embroidery needle.

When the clothes were taken off, Fei Xueyi gasped, and the embroidery needle in her hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the naked/naked body in front of her, Fei Xueyi was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, and secretly sighed that if ordinary people were to bear these injuries, two lives would not be enough to die, how did this person survive?Or what belief supported him to survive?

Not to mention the severed tendons in the hands and feet, the whole body is covered with countless scars, some were cut by knives, some were burned by fire, and some were eroded by drugs. There was no skin intact at all. After soaking in the stream water, it swells and turns white, making it impossible to look directly at.

Even though his face is completely different, people are not human, and ghosts are not ghosts, he still wants to live.

This man is interesting.

Suddenly, he didn't want to kill him.

The sky is clear and blue, and the white clouds are floating and surging, as if they are within reach.

With the murmur of the stream beside his ears, the faint fragrance of flowers in his nose, and the soft soil under his body, Ghost Killer had already woken up, and he just stared at the white clouds in the sky and lost his mind.

The day he and Murong Su met was also in such a blue sky and white clouds. He took Huarong and An's brothers into Tingxue Valley by mistake, and when he was lost, he saw a young man in white waving a long sword in the open space in front of him. One style, clean and neat.

That year, he was 12 years old and Murong Su was 15 years old.

For the next three years, they practiced swords together, sparred together, and ventured through the rivers and lakes together.

Three years later, they joined forces to destroy his clan.

In just three years, let him experience what is the happiest, what is the most painful, what is the most desperate, what is regret, and hatred eats his heart like a maggot and tortures his soul.

Murong Su, Hua Rong...

Clasping the grass with ten fingers, hoarse and hoarse howls burst out of their throats uncontrollably.

Fei Xueyi's long eyebrows raised lightly, and the tip of the needle in her hand passed through the red cloth calmly: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's no wonder I couldn't hear your voice last night, so someone ruined my throat."

A gloomy voice floated over, Ghost Killer turned his head stiffly, and the unbearable memories of last night were overwhelming in an instant, and Fei Xueyi, who was leaning under the flower tree, also looked over at the same time.

The breeze was blowing his bright red clothes, a golden thread was held between his long white fingers, and the corner of his mouth was curved in a beautiful arc, and he glanced at him gently like this.

He seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were icy cold, and his murderous aura was undisguised.

Thinking about it, he didn't leave and didn't kill himself until now. He must think that what happened last night has stained him, and he wants to take revenge slowly when he wakes up.

That's right, a body like mine did defile him.

Ghost Slayer sat up with difficulty, trying to find his piano bag, but found that both the piano bag and the wooden stick were gone, and he immediately realized that they had been taken away by the man in red.

Now, without the ruby ​​lyre in his hand, he is really a complete waste.He still doesn't know what the real ability of the man in red is, but it's easy to kill him now. Could it be that he is going to die by this man's hand not long after he came out of the drum?

No, it is better to be active than to be passive. As long as he can survive, he is willing to do anything.

Thinking of this, he suddenly bowed his head and knelt down, and said in ventriloquism: "I didn't mean to offend you last night, I beg your lord to bypass me in large numbers this time, and I am willing to serve you like an ox or a horse." With an icy voice, As he feels.

His actions caused Fei Xueyi to look at him in surprise, and then she smiled enchantingly: "It's a matter of judging the situation. It's a pity that I never leave useless people around me, what can you do?"

"Although I cannot kill thousands of troops, I am absolutely loyal and will never betray my son."

Fei Xueyi retorted: "Loyalty? I never believed that there is absolute loyalty in this world. The so-called loyalty is only because you don't have enough chips for betrayal, so your loyalty is worthless. The most important thing is to see your ugly face. The nasty things you did to Ben Gong, thinking that Ben Gong actually happened to you... Ben Gong can't wait to kill you immediately, do you think you deserve to die?"

Some bloody words were spoken plausibly, his face was neither red nor out of breath, even if it was a ghost killer, he couldn't help being stunned, and forgot to refute for a while, he could even give up his dignity in order to live, so naturally he wouldn't be bitter about last night What happened, but being told so bluntly, he was somewhat unable to face it calmly.

Just when he was stunned, the wooden stick raised his jaw, and an ordering voice came from above his head: "Raise your head."

He clenched his fists, slowly raised his head, and looked at Fei Xueyi without avoiding it.

Seeing this face again, Fei Xueyi still paused with disgust, and said, "Name."

"Ghost killing."

Fei Xueyi sighed lightly, and threw a small snow-white suet jade bottle in front of him: "Indeed, you are a ghost, because your heart is dead, and a dead heart is naturally a ghost. A person who has no heart talks about loyalty, huh... Submit it, and show me your loyalty in the days to come."

Picking up the bottle, poured a red pill from it, took it directly without a moment's hesitation, just after taking the pill, there was a sharp pain in the abdomen, and the biting cold began to travel through the whole body, but this pain was worse than before, It's really not worth mentioning.

"You will get the antidote on the fifteenth of every month. If there is no antidote, the cold air will slowly erode your blood, bones, and meridians, and finally freeze you until you die." The implication is that if you betray This is what happens to you.

Ghost Killer prostrated himself on the ground: "Yes, master."

Fei Xueyi looked down at the embroidered frame in her hand, and stroked the flower pattern with her fingertips: "What happened last night..."

"The subordinate does not remember what happened last night."

Fei Xueyi paused, then turned around and laughed wantonly: "Ghost killing, right? It is said that life in this world is as cheap as a dog. It depends on who owns it. When I come to this palace, even if it is a dog, it is still superior to others." Dog. Get up and pack up your things, and follow me to leave this place where no shit is done." It was obviously a vulgar word, but it was not disgusting when it came out of his mouth.

Gritting his teeth, Ghost Killer stood up with his stick and walked to the flower tree, carried the piano bag on his back, and followed slowly.

In the mountains and forests, one is red and the other is black, walking slowly, one in front and one behind.

Until the evening, the two were still wandering around the mountains. The ghost killer who had reached his limit was holding his wooden stick and trembling his legs, and finally couldn't help but say: "Master, you have passed this place three times, and I'm sorry to ask, do you want to ask me?" Do you know the way down the mountain?"

Fei Xueyi leaned against the tree trunk, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, and said lightly: "Isn't this Gong familiar?"

Ghost Killer looked at him in shock, if, if it was possible, he really wanted to knock him to death with a stick.

Fei Xueyi looked down at the clothes that were scratched by the branches, and said in an innocent and helpless tone: "Forget it, just stay here for one night, and leave tomorrow."

On the second day, Ghost Killer walked ahead without saying a word, Fei Xueyi didn't put on airs this time, and just followed silently.Ghost Killer walked slowly, and Fei Xueyi happened to be embroidering while walking. Because of her damaged throat, Ghost Killer hardly spoke, except for a few words in ventriloquism yesterday and in the evening, she was usually silent. Fei Xueyi didn't want to face that face either, so the master and servant got along extremely well.

The two walked and rested all the way, and when they walked out of the forest and came to the official road, it was already noon.